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Tomer
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0 posted 2007-03-29 04:10 PM



A rose only shines,
When her eyes see the suns rise.

She is a but a dancer,
So swift,
Her moves run with the oceans current.

The violins play,
As her fingers swim,
With each chord strung,
From the palm of her hands,
To the top of her head.

She is the deserts wind.

Where water drips from the Sahara,
To the island of trees,
That fills her mouth,
With each drop that falls upon her tongue.

As the wind moves,
From the far East,
To the West of the valleys view,
Nothing compares to the curves of her beautiful figure.

A woman of confidence,
Of truth,
Her beauty is undefined,

It’s where the sky rises,
Never ends,
She catches the light that dawns,
And becomes the night’s midnight end.

A beauty that masquerades,
Behind 22 candles,
Illuminating the skies horizon.



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